Heart Of Gold

Lord i been tryna get ahold of my life
Ran up some money
I just need your help to manage it right I feel lost with no where to go
But I don't even tell a soul
I just be venting to myself
But it's alright
Not taking your advice
Cause you may lead me wrong
I been misled
Know I'm to playa
But I got a heart of gold
I'll sit in jail or burn in hell
Before I sale my soul
I'm doing whale like Mr Krab Daughter
Ain't beefing wit no shrimp ass niggas That's a broke hobby
You know I always been a finesser
I never been no robber
These niggas fake just like on Wrestling these niggas dope popping
She want me to fuck her dis lil bit
Messy and all she do is lie I wanted to
Cut her but i was skeptic this bit a opp Probably
Equipped da glock wit a auto part
Like i went to orielys
From this shit swear i was scarred
I seen so many die
We use to ride in stolen cars
Bitch we legit now
I know I'm destined to be a star
Came out my mama wild

Won't let my problems defeat me
See 12 like Shacarri fast on feet
She gotta nice body
But her face hideous
I ain't chasing no pussy
I'm chasing benjamins

Somewhere searching for dat wok Cause i dislike the trish
Still be on them tabs I'm on them bad
I be codeine pissing
Don't make me get to tripping
I flip out spray this bitch
Just wanna make it big
I came so far i can't quit

Lord i been tryna get ahold of my life
Ran up some money
I just need your help to manage it right I feel lost with no where to go
But I don't even tell a soul
I just be venting to myself
But it's alright
Not taking your advice
Cause you may lead me wrong
I been misled
Know I'm to playa
But I got a heart of gold
I'll sit in jail or burn in hell
Before I sale my soul
I'm doing whale like Mr Krab Daughter Ain't beefing wit no shrimp ass niggas
That's a broke hobby



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Writer(s): Marshawn Martin
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